Dinzel

19// Kisses

{Bruce}
She kissed me.

But I didn't resist. I didn't push her away or throw her off me and.. I didn't know why.

It felt good. Good is an understatement. It felt so damn satisfying.

Her lips were soft and tender against mine. Her small tongue meeting mine at intervals. Her body so fragile.

Fuck her for being a human. And fuck her lips for being so fucking tasty.

I shocked myself when I pulled her onto my laps. I had to. I had to have her on me.

She completely made me forget why I never liked kissing. Her fast breathing was so beautiful, and the way she worked that tongue.

Fuck.

She pulled my hair and my fucking god. I almost lost my mind. Why are things so different when it comes to her? Why do I love her kisses? Why do I love it when she pulls my hair?

My hands unintentionally grabbed her ass. It was out of reflex but I loved her reaction.

I was hard so quickly and I couldn't explain it. Normally it would take more than a kiss, more than a moan to make me hard. But this girl.

I fell for her a second.

She was on my erection, grinding against it.

Before I could process anything, she was back first on the bed, while I was hovering over her, my lips never left hers.

My adrenaline was pumping, I couldn't think straight. All I wanted was her.

My bare chest was against her soft breasts. I don't like slow. But she made me want to be gentle.

She whimpered as my hands moved up her hips and into her shirt.

My fingers trailed up her flat stomach as I pushed my hips against her.

The moment my hand touched the cup of my bra, my subconscious began warning me.

Bruce stop. Stop this now.

I knew I had to stop.... I couldn't.

All of a sudden, we heard someone knock on the door, interrupting us.

She suddenly pushed me off her, panting like I was the one who forced myself on her. She completely hypnotised me with those fucking eyes of hers.

Sitting up in haste, she tugged her shirt down properly and ran her fingers through her soft black hair.

Her lips were plump and red from kissing me.

She stared at the door, climbing off the bed as the person knocked again.

"I should go," she said, looking for her shoes. I didn't feel the need to talk, so I stayed quiet, staring at her.

{Marian}
The knock on the door drew us back to our senses. And I felt scared knowing that if not for that knock, things might have escalated.

I looked for my shoes and finally slid them on. Grabbing the massage kit. He just sat there staring at me with an unreadable expression on his face.

Trying not to show my irritation, I moved towards the door and unlocked it. I pulled it open and it was her.

The same lady from the other day. The day the prince slapped me for not 'knocking'.

She glared at me then looked behind me to see the shirtless prince on his bed.

I didn't have time for nonsense so I said a good evening to her and walked out.

Almost everyone was back from court and all I wanted to do was drown, strangle myself.

Fuck. I felt like a loser for kissing him. Yes it felt good. But I'm a slave. This means nothing to him and he's probably kisses all the women in the castle. And he just added me to that number.

Besides that, I can't afford to let myself get trapped in so called feelings. I had to assure myself that the kiss was nothing and I still hated him very much.

I still hate him..

Right?

Of course I do.

{Bruce}
Abby?

Why the hell is she here? The human walked out before Abby could make any comments.

"What do you want?" I asked, getting up from my bed and walking over to where I kept my hoodie.

"I've been trying to call you. You haven't been answering," she shut the door behind her and locked it.

She wore a pink short clingy dress and heels.. god knows why.

"What was she doing here?" she questioned.

"I don't think that's your business. Seeing as you and I are not dating and you have no reason to be here."

"Who said we aren't dating?" She pouted, walking towards me.

"Me, everyone. You literally called and said it was over even though it was already over."

"I was just upset," she walked over slowly in an attempt to be seductive.

"Well if you are still upset, there's the door." I pointed to it, raising my hoodie to put it on.

She snatched it and tossed it onto the bed and I sighed, frustrated.

"Don't be stubborn," she smirked, placing her hands on my shoulders. "I know you want me. I was naughty. You can punish me."

She leaned closer to kiss me but I stopped her. "Don't. Look," I removed her hands from my shoulders, "If you're looking for someone to eat your pussy, then you can just become a prostitute. I won't judge you. But you and I are done. I can't keep up with your nonsense. So if you don't mind. Please leave."

She huffed, turning to leave and I sat, thinking about what I had just done with the human.

(Sorry for the short chapter. I will try my best to update as soon as possible. The next one will hopefully be long)